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Arc approaches from behind, looking at the stones on the Merchants counter. He'd picked up a little bit of the conversation. At least, enough to...
Tyro's face was a mask of concentration as he listened as intently as he could. Dark twins being born from yourself? Sounds familiar...It seems...
Make sure it's ferret proof.
Sort of... The idea I had was that it would be a collection of the staff and select members to dive into the RP worlds and help fight. I also...
"Oh yeah..." Tyro let an ebarrassed grin spread across his face. "I forgot you were there...Alright, the three of you: what's your story? Because...
Oh cool..." Tyro said with no hint of exitement. "It's a bunker...Not my usual style but I guess it'll do." He approaches a few of the cots...
"Right. Good, fantastic. Thank you." He says with a relieved grin. No pony should be reduced to being called 'Oi you!'. He turns his head...
He'd gotten enough information to understand most of his current situation. Everything else was details now. This was good. Although, he now had...
Tyro processes all of that as much as he possibly could. Which, alas, wasn't much but it couldn't be helped. "Thank you..." Right...OK. So, he...
Not much? How are you?
"They have?" Tyro didn't really notice anypony leaving however it wasn't vitally important. Now, while asking for what he'd really like would...
He'd been told nothing for a round 24 hours now. At this point, he'd have something, surely. Something to go on. Apparently, he was useful here...
[img] Dear Esther I loved the Dear Esther Source mod. I thought I'd just make that clear. I mean, I'm not sure if it came across in what...
Tyro take a wild glance at the newly arrived human, then at his equine counter part. Then back at the human before ramming a paw into his...
Tyro sat, struggling to process any of this. He was always the outsider, sure, but this was off the chart! "Sorry...A.I., Ancient Elements,...
"Errr...yes...." Tyro also couldn't quite bring himself to look calm under such a gaze. He watches the eyes flare before forcing his vision to...
Shhhh....spoliers!
Heh-heh...
"Fine, fine...Yes, when it's quiet..." He grumbles, following the group.
The Empire's Nightmare Moon resides in these lands. To call the Black Fox reduces your time, till it can be measured by sands.
